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Ummm warning? There's a little violence and language at the end, though nothing too bad. Not sure if this is needed but just in case.
EDIT: FUCK I missed some people, sorry, I just noticed it right when I posted the chapter. Sorry for the confusion, if any.
When Lorena didn't show up to school or the Host Club the next day, everyone was concerned. Well, everyone but the infamous Shadow King.
"Where is my darling daughter?!" Tamaki wailed.
"Maybe she's sick." Haruhi suggested off-handedly, not knowing what she had just done.
"SICK?!" Tamaki and the twins exclaimed in unison.
"If our poor Rena-chan is sick, then it is our responsibility as her friends to take care of her! We must go at once!" Tamaki demanded, already headed for the door.
"Aren't you forgetting something?" Kyoya called out coolly, stopping the Host King in his tracks. He continued, "Surely you can't have forgotten that we have plenty of customers today?"
"How could you think about business at a time like this?! What about the well-being of our daughter?!" His arms flailed wildly, "Look, Mori-sempai is worried out of his mind!" Everyone looked at Mori who seems his normal self, sitting next to Honey as always. "Bad example! Haruhi is worried!" Everyone looked at Haruhi who had a hand to her chin in thought, completely oblivious to the others staring at her. "There is no time to waste! We must help our beloved Rena-chan!" Once again he headed for the door.
"You still won't get very far." Kyoya called again, still being his usual cryptic self.
"And why's that?" Hikaru asked sarcastically, also halfway out the door with his brother.
"She's not here." What is it, not give straight answers day?!
"We know that Kyoya-sempai, that's why we are going to her!" Hikaru answered, sass-o-meter to the max.
"I meant, not here as in not in Japan."
"What do you mean, Kyoya-sempai?" Haruhi asked, done thinking about whatever she was thinking about (probably what to make for dinner).
"She left the country, she informed me last night not too long after we left." Kyoya smirked.
Everyone was thinking the same thing in that moment, 'Why didn't you tell us earlier?'
Honey started tearing up, "She left?! Where?!"
"America, she and Michael left not too long after we did." He replied, still writing things in his notebook.
"We must go and get her then!" Tamaki yelled out extravagantly with a hand over his heart. "We cannot simply allow her to leave us forever! I never got to see her in the dresses I got her!"
"Yes!" The twins agreed immediately, once again, heading towards the door.
"There'll be no need for that." Kyoya said, still vague as ever. "She'll be returning tomorrow. I also had a couple of agents follow her, we'll be able to see everything she does and everyone she interacts with."
They were all reminded then how scary Kyoya could really be. "Is that really necessary? I feel like that would be wrong, invading her privacy like that. If she wanted us to know what she was doing se would tell us. This isn't right." Haruhi declared, crossing her arms defiantly. She would have no part in this. Everyone else looked guilty under her glare, they never liked disappointing her.
"As Lorena's friends, we are merely concerned for her well-being. What kind of friends would we be if we couldn't even make sure she was happy? Believe me when I say my intentions are of the purest." Kyoya countered nonchalantly. Haruhi's stern glare faltered, she would be lying if she said she wasn't concerned for her friend. This trip was so sudden, had something happened? Was she okay? Her family? She would be lying if she said she wasn't also curious as to what she was doing over there in America. No, she wouldn't be a part of it, she'd ask Lorena herself, face-to-face, like it should be done.
"Nevertheless, I shall have no part in it. I understand your reasons, but I still don't think it's right." Haruhi finished, not willing to discuss the matter any further. There was a tense minute of silence-very awkward-, not even Tamaki's usual happy-go-lucky attitude could disperse it completely.
Breaking the tense atmosphere, Kyoya looked at his watch, "It's opening time."
Things were going by regularly, Haruhi was chatting with some girls, and the twins were explaining to Renge what instant coffee was. They each put a hand on Haruhi's shoulders, "Go buy us some more instant coffee, Haruhi."
"Why do I have to go get it?" She deadpanned.
"Because you're the only commoner, no one else knows where to buy it." Hikaru smiled, cleaning out her ears.
"We've even been serving it to our guests lately," Kaoru continued, washing her hair as Hikaru polished her shoes. "Besides, it's part of your job." They began brushing her already immaculate uniform.
"But the cultural club exposition starts soon." She pointed out, trying to get out of walking all the way to the store and back.
"Yeah, but it's not mandatory, so if you're not interested you don't have to go!" Hikaru informed her as they carried her out of the doors, ignoring the angry mark on her forehead.
"And with that being said, be careful out there!" They finished together, waving her off with her annoyed mood.
Two girls came out and began thanking Haruhi for what she had done for the twins. They explained that they had been in their class in middle school, but they never interacted with anyone but each other.
"And it's all thanks to you and the rest of the Host Club!" The girl with blue ribbons in her hair chirped. "Of course, we all hope the same thing will happen with Lorena-chan, she seems really nice! And we think she'd be a lot happier if she just came out of her shell. So, thank you." They quickly went back into the room as Haruhi pondered over what she had just been told.
In fact, she was so lost in thought about this, on her way back, she didn't even notice the banana peel before it was too late. She began to fall, but was then caught by a tall brunette. "It'd be a shame for any harm to come to that cute face of yours, young lady." She said as she set Haruhi back down onto the ground. She looked up at the girl, only now getting a good look at her face, shocked. How did she know?
~Time Skip~
After the Zuka Club's threat to destroy the Host Club and Haruhi storming away, Tamaki was quite upset. He began forming a plan in his mind. He would make sure neither Haruhi nor Rena-chan would have any reason to leave the Host Club. If female companionship was what they wanted, then female companionship was what they'd get.
Kyoya's laptop made a ding sound, "Hmm? Oh, right on time." He muttered.
"What is it Kyo-chan?" Honey-sempai asked, looking over his shoulder at the laptop.
"Oh, just the video from my agents that have been tailing Rena-chan in America. At least, the video so far." This grabbed everyone's attention.
Kyoya started the video, everyone-excluding Haruhi-were crowded around the laptop, curiosity spilling off of them in waves.
~On the Video~
Lorena and Michael stood in front of an airport, the time of filming in the corner showed it was late at night there in America. Lorena's family jet got them there faster than any other public plane would've.
A young man jogged over to them, waving his arm in the air, catching the two's attention. Michael-who was wearing his army uniform-met him halfway and gave him a big hug and a quick kiss. They quickly went back to Lorena and the mystery man gave her a big hug too, he kissed the top of her head.
The video split into two now, one side had the shot of a camera from farther away, and the other a closer view, so close they could hear what they were saying to each other. The farther view shot showed a Japanese woman with glasses on standing next to them, this must have been the other agent that was getting the up close shot, her glasses being fake and hiding a camera in them.
"Ready to go? Or were you expecting anyone to pick you up themselves?" The mystery man asked Lorena, taking her bag from her hands.
"Oh, thanks Nate." She handed her bag to him. "Umm, no. No one's coming to pick me up." She brushed her hair out of her face, "Looks like you're stuck with me." She joked.
He laughed and slung an arm around her shoulders, "You know I love having you around." The three of them began walking towards the parking lot, presumably where this 'Nate' guy parked his car. The agents followed them at a safe distance.
'Nate' was as tall as Michael, with shaggy brown hair and deep brown eyes. He was dressed in old jeans and a black muscle t-shirt. He was fit, the Hosts just assumed he was involved in a sport or something. He was a very handsome guy, almost all of the ladies at the airport turned to look at him. He definitely attracted extra attention.
The lady agent from before ran ahead of them and pretended to try and get into the car next to Nate's. But what she was really doing was planting a microphone on the car.
"Oh!" She chuckled nervously, "Wrong car! I'm such a ditz!" She walked away, pretending to be embarrassed about making a mistake in front of strangers. The three were none-the-wiser. They got in the car and drove off, the other agent followed them on a motorcycle. The lady agent called a cab and also followed them from a distance.
They stopped at a café to have drinks and catch up. The male agent also entered a minute after they did, ordering himself a coffee and sitting at the booth behind them. While he listened in on their conversation-recording the whole thing as well-the lady agent (we'll call her Agent A for sanity's sake) planted a microphone inside the car as well as in Lorena's bag with a hidden camera.
The conversation in the café was nothing special. The waitress came over to deliver their drinks and cookies. Lorena got a hot chocolate and a chocolate chip cookie, Michael got black coffee, and Nate got a coffee with two sugars and two sugar cookies.
"Oh, hey!" Nate perked up, "I know a friend who's having a party tonight, do you guys wanna come?"
"When does it start?" Michael questioned, cautious as to what kind of party this would be.
"Technically it's already started, but it's okay if we show up a little late. So? What d'ya say?"
"What the hell, I won't be able to sleep until I get home anyways." Lorena sighed, finishing off her cookie.
"Oh, well, I can just drive you home if you want." Nate replied, finishing off his own coffee and cookies.
"No, no. Not my house, my apartment back in Japan." This struck the Hosts, she thought of Japan as her home? Did that mean she thought of them as her family? "I won't be able to sleep anyways with the jet lag."
"Then it's decided then! We're going! But, Lorena, you're going to have to change."
"What?!" She protested, "Why!?"
"I wanna see you all dolled up, come on it'll be fun." Nate replied, getting up and throwing their trash away. She groaned, throwing her head back. There was no way she'd be able to get out of this.
Kyoya fast-forwarded through the car drive until they reached a large mansion.
"Welcome to my humble abode." Lorena drawled, dreading what face her on the other side of the front door.
Nate whistled in awe, "Humble my ass. Anyways, let's go, I don't trust you to dress yourself up." He began pushing her into the mansion, Michael following with her bag.
Through the camera and mic on Lorena's bag, they watched as Lorena was both pulled and pushed up the grand staircase and then pounced on by her pets.
When they reached her room, the bag was thrown to the ground. They were able to see the edge of a king-sized bed, a large walk-in closet, and an attached bathroom.
"Sit here." Nate ordered as he pushed her down onto the bed and walked into her closet. He was looking around it, shaking his head in disapproval. "Where is it? I know you have it!"
"I don't know what you're talking about." Lorena said innocently, hoping he wouldn't find it. Her hopes were crushed when she heard his victorious cry.
"Tried to hide it in the back, sneaky." He came out with a deep blue dress over his arm and matching heels. "Here. Put it on." He ordered.
"No, no, no! I'm not wearing this!" She tried to protest, Michael just stood in the corner chuckling at her misfortune.
Nate pushed her towards the bathroom. "Yes you are. Now either you put it on yourself or I'll do it for you."
She squeaked and ran to the bathroom, closing and locking the door. Nate smiled at her antics before sitting in the edge if her bed. "You too. You get changed, there's some clothes if yours in there." Nate waved him over to the closet, his tone left no room for argument.
"Yes sir." Michael jokingly saluted him, heading towards the closet, closing the doors behind him.
"Nothin' I haven't seen before." Nate called out to him.
"True, but we don't want to scar poor Lorena." Michael called back through the closet doors. Nate laughed at that.
The bathroom door opened, and out stepped Lorena, wearing (Again, go to (www).(polyvore).com and add /lorenas_party_attire/set?id=133801084 to the end). "I can't believe you talked me into this." She grumbled, fidgeting with the straps of her dress.
"Oh yeah, I really had to twist your arm." Nate retorted sarcastically. He looked her up and down critically. He hummed in thought.
"What?" She asked defensively, crossing her arms in front of her chest. She felt insecure when people looked at her like that.
"Oh I was just thinking, 'She looks so cute, I'll be fighting off creeps all night.'" That was a big thing about Nate, he held nothing back. He was completely honest when the person(s) wanted him to be. Lorena had a small pink tint to her cheeks as she looked away from him, embarrassed. "Oh my goodness, I've never seen you blush before!" Nate began squishing her cheeks, "How can you be so cute? I just wanna keep you all to myself."
Michael walked out of the closet, now wearing a pair of jeans, sneakers, and a gray t-shirt. He folded up his uniform and placed it on Lorena's bed. "Calm down Nate, you're going to scare her off." He jokingly said.
"I will not," he released Lorena's face and turned towards Michael. "Looks like I'll have to be fighting off creeps for you too. Well, now we're all ready, let's go!"
Lorena was the first to leave the camera view, though they could still hear her say, "Wait, how am I going to get down the stairs in these shoes?"
The video then changed so they could see the outside of Lorena's family's mansion. The agents were in the car this was being filmed from. They saw the three leave the house quickly, get back in their car, and drive off. The agents followed. Kyoya once again skipped ahead past the car ride to when they arrived at the party.
It was at a upper-middle-class home, the agents parked across the street as the three unsuspecting friends entered the house. The agents snuck in as well.
The party looked just like one in the movies. Loud music, thirty or so teens/young adults, alcohol, the whole deal.
One step in the door, Lorena declares, "I regret coming, take me home."
She was beginning to turn around to leave when Michael caught her shoulders and turned her back around. Pulling her along, he assured her, "Come on now, you just got here. Besides, it'll be good for you, interact with people your age outside of the Host Club."
"I don't want to talk to anyone outside of the Host Club." She deadpanned. He sighed in frustration before grabbing two beers, shoving one into her hands. "You're a doctor, shouldn't you be telling me to not drink any of this crap?"
"It'll help you relax." He lamely excused, "Just don't get full on drunk, I don't wanna have to drag your ass back to your house." With that, he abandoned her to talk to people he vaguely knew.
She sighed, she was not going to have fun at this "party". Why did she even agree in the first place? Oh yeah, because she didn't want to be alone for the next 30 or so hours and she would've been forced to come anyways. She pushed her way through the crowd with her normal blank face and made her way outside. Unknown to her, Agent A followed her.
When she got outside, she looked at the cold beer bottle in her hand with disgust. No way was she gonna drink that nasty crap. She dumped it out in some bushes and went to sit in the grass. Instead, she spotted a swing set that was unoccupied. 'Convenient' she thought. She sat on the seat and began swinging lightly, just barely moving.
She stared at the stars, lost in thought. Her gaze moved to the empty swing to the right of her, she was filled with loneliness at the sight. She turned away, not able to bear it any longer.
She became lost in the vortex of memories that had been plaguing her mind recently. Both bad and good memories brought a multitude of emotions up inside her, a lot of it she didn't want to feel.
Next thing she knew, someone was tapping her on the shoulder. She looked over and saw a teenaged boy, he looked tired and possibly drunk. "Hey, party's over. You gotta scram before my folks come home." And with that he went back into his house and began cleaning up.
"'Kay." She muttered quietly, though no one was around to hear her. She stood up, her legs stiff from sitting in the same position so long, and went to find Nate and Michael. She looked all around and even asked the boy from earlier, they were no where to be found.
'They really are good for nothing.' She thought as she began walking down the street. She was furious. How could they just leave her like that? What was all that about fighting off creeps? What kind of friends were they if they just abandoned her like that? Abandoned. That was the word. That's exactly what she felt. And she hated every second of it.
Agent A followed behind her and Agent B drove their rented car away from the two.
She was walking for a while when she passed an abandoned building. It looked like an old office building of some sort.
Across the street were three hooligans/wanna-be thugs/trouble-makers. They hollered some very un-gentlemen-like things at her, walking over to get a better look.
She turned to face them head-on. "Leave me alone." She stated plainly, no 'mixed signals' there.
The closest guy said, "No need to be like that babe, we just wanna have some fun." He made to grab her shoulder, but Lorena roughly slapped his grubby hand away.
Snap! There went her patience, sanity, and self-control. "Don't touch me." She stated plainly again, they were only making her mood worse, though they couldn't tell by the blank look on her face.
"You're really starting to piss me off!" He then tried to grab her shoulders again, but she sidestepped him. He growled at her, murderous intent gleaming in all three guy's eyes.
Lorena glanced at the ground around her, and there, conveniently lying right next to her foot was a steel pipe. "You just signed your death warrant, bitch." The second guy leered.
Suddenly, Lorena flipped the pipe into the air with her foot and caught it. "Heh, you think that's gonna help you?" The first guy flipped out a knife, brandishing it in the air like it was some unbeatable weapon.
The smile Lorena gave them sent shivers down the Hosts's backs. It was a dark smile, showing the boiling anger just beneath the surface. She flipped the pipe in her hand, the terrifying smile still in place on her face. "This is gonna be fun." She said, tilting her head to the side.
She swung wide, and the screen went black.
A/N: See? Nothing too bad, right? As always, leave your thoughts, opinions, questions, etc in a review. Wow, this update was long... Well, thanks everybody!